The quest was there. The gift was there. And his viewers were watching.
Backing down now would ruin the excitement, and Kyle would most likely regret never using WarHorse's gift.
Besides, even at his peak, he doubted the outcome would be much different against an opponent of this caliber.
Taking a deep breath, he adjusted his stance and gripped the sword with both hands.
He raised it above his shoulder and lowered his center of gravity.
The air seemed to shift.
The man remained completely unfazed, though there was a glint of anticipation in his eyes. He was curious to see what Kyle would do next.
Kyle didn't keep him waiting.
He burst forward with three quick steps and swung his blade in a reverse uppercut.
The man's eyes followed the attack with ease.
CLANG!
His palm struck the flat of the blade, knocking it off course.
But this time, Kyle wasn't finished.
Using the momentum, he pivoted and drove the pommel of the sword toward the man's chest.
"Hmm?"
